Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

After Wen Shuangshuang yelled a sentence, before everyone could react, she rushed to the kitchen.

"Shuang Shuang, what are you doing?!" Wen Ziming felt bad, quickly got up from the sofa, and ran after her.

"Let go of me! Third brother, let me go and let me die. You don't believe me anyway!"

"I believe in you, if you have something to say, say it well, and what you say is not dead!"

Wen Qingyue and the others couldn't see what was going on in the kitchen from this angle, they only heard the crackling sound for a few seconds, and then Wen Shuangshuang's sad cry and Wen Ziming's voice suppressing his anger came out.

"Snapped!"

The clear and crisp cracking sound of ceramics sounded immediately, and this sound frightened Zhao Qiuxia to stand up straight away, hesitating not to approach the kitchen.

Wen Cun stood up, "Mom, sit down, I'll go in and have a look."

With a sullen face, Wen Canghai roared unhappily: "It's a mess all day long! A group of ancestors, can't let the family live in peace for two days?!"

Zhao Qiuxia sobbed in a low voice and said nothing, Wen Qingyue sat with nothing to do with her, showing no emotional changes on her face.

After a while, the noise in the kitchen subsided, and Wen Ziming followed Wen Cun out holding the unconscious Wen Shuangshuang.

"Shuangshuang!" Zhao Qiuxia immediately went up to meet her, looked at the unconscious Wen Shuangshuang, and said distressedly: "What's wrong? Why is Shuangshuang unconscious? Why is this foot still bleeding!"

"Mom, don't worry, both of you are emotionally unstable. Ziming knocked her out and let her sleep for a while. Ziming will help her deal with the wound." Wen Cun supported Zhao Qiuxia and patiently explained, and then ordered: "Ziming, send her to sleep." Go back to your room both of you."

Wen Cun helped Zhao Qiuxia to sit down, and the room was quiet again, but there was a depressing silence mixed with the quiet.

"A Cun, what did Shuangshuang want to do in the kitchen? She doesn't really want to die, does she?" Zhao Qiuxia asked in a choked voice with tears in her eyes.

Wen Cun looked heavy, and nodded slightly, "Shuangshuang wanted to commit suicide with a knife, but was stopped by Ziming, and Ziming's hand was cut by the knife, and the bowls and plates in the kitchen were smashed to the ground, and someone will clean it up later, you Just don't go in."

Zhao Qiuxia's face was pale, and she couldn't imagine what would happen if Ziming didn't go in in time.

Her frightened hands trembled slightly, and her tears couldn't stop flowing, "This child, what a crime!"

Wen Qingyue glanced in the direction of the kitchen, her eyes were cold.

She would not believe that Wen Shuangshuang would want to commit suicide, but it was just a trick.

Wen Shuangshuang's small tricks are very good. At this time, seeking death can disturb the minds of Wen's family, and no one will think about pursuing her for paying for the murder of Wen Qingyue.

Wen Qingyue suppressed the sarcasm in her eyes, got up and straightened her wrinkled skirt, and prepared to go upstairs to rest.

"Where are you going? Sit down!" Wen Canghai said suddenly, his tone cold.

Wen Qingyue paused for arranging the hem of her skirt, then raised her head to look at Wen Canghai who was faintly furious, "Go back to the room and rest, what else can Dad do?"

Wen Canghai looked at her, he really couldn't understand this daughter, he couldn't understand what she had done in the past two days when she came back, she looked cute and sensible, but she wouldn't let herself suffer.

"Yueyue, Shuangshuang has been spoiled by your mother and others these years, and she is more capricious and impulsive, but her parents watched her grow up, so she has no evil intentions..."

"Dad, you have something to say!" Wen Qingyue interrupted him directly, looking at him expressionlessly.

She probably guessed what Wen Canghai was going to say, the Wen family was indeed very protective of Wen Shuangshuang.

Sure enough, Wen Canghai paused and looked at her with a complicated expression: "If you both do what you said, I hope you don't pursue it anymore. She is just afraid that our family will not want her. Don't worry, Dad will educate her , this kind of thing won't happen again!"

The good one doesn't pursue it, the good one knows how to educate.

Wen Qingyue raised the corners of her mouth and smiled mockingly, "Dad, you have already spoken, can I disagree?"

Wen Canghai lowered his eyes in embarrassment, and didn't dare to look at her. Zhao Qiuxia said guiltily, "Yueyue, it's not that parents don't love you. Both of you sisters are parents' favorites. We only hope that you sisters can Live in harmony, you have been wronged in this matter, and your parents will compensate you in the future!"

"Okay, what compensation are you going to get?" Wen Qingyue looked at her "parents" frankly, how did they manage to say such things with peace of mind?

Fortunately, she was not their real daughter, and she didn't feel sad, just angry for the original owner of this body.

Zhao Qiuxia choked, unable to change her mood, she looked at her eldest son and her husband helplessly.

Wen Cun actually disapproved of what his parents said, it was too unfair to his sister, but he couldn't think of a fair way, after all, the other sister was also hurt for 18 years, so he fell silent.

"What do you want? Dad will try his best to satisfy you!" Wen Canghai rarely felt a little guilty for his own daughter.

Wen Qingyue looked at them indifferently. Although it was only a few seconds, the three of Wen Canghai felt very slow, as if they were being hung up and tortured, and their nerves could not be relaxed for a moment.

"Mom, you can accompany me to buy some daily necessities tomorrow. I don't want to embarrass you. I haven't thought of anything else yet."

The cold voice sounded, once again putting invisible shackles on their tortured consciences.

Zhao Qiuxia shed tears of guilt, feeling very sad, how could she treat her daughter who had finally returned to her side like this.

"Yueyue is sorry..." Zhao Qiuxia broke down in tears. It was obviously the simplest thing, but they let their daughter say it in this way. It can be seen that they did not give her enough sense of security and love.

"I'm tired, I'll go back to my room when I have nothing to do." Wen Qingyue ignored Zhao Qiuxia, turned around and went upstairs directly.

She deliberately made that very easy request, to make Zhao Qiuxia feel guilty, to let them always remember how partial they are and how sorry they are to their own daughter.

If it wasn't their fault that her life was so bleak due to the mistake they made back then, then it's their fault when they recognize their daughter back, but ignore their own daughter's feelings and take sides everywhere!

Not all sorry can be exchanged for forgiveness.

Otherwise, how can I comfort the little girl who died unjustly in the wild?

The warm water overflowed over the top of the head, wrapped Wen Qingyue, and tightly contained her angry emotions.

Oxygen was consumed little by little, and the feeling of suffocation came over, wow!Wen Qingyue broke out of the water, put her hands on the bathtub, and sat in the bathtub panting sharply.

Ten minutes later, Wen Qingyue put on her pajamas, wrapped her headscarf and walked out of the bathroom. She sat down in front of the dressing table and wiped her hair while thinking.

From the current point of view, only Wen Cun of the Wen family still cares about her, and the others are unreliable. Even if she wants to help the original owner get back what belongs to her, she has to do it slowly.